Beneath the vast and endless sky, they roam,
With manes that dance like flames in twilight’s glow.
Their spirits wild, untamed by time or home,
In fields where dreams and ancient stories flow.

They gallop through the whispers of the winds,
Their hooves a symphony upon the earth.
Each stride a testament to where life begins,
In freedom’s embrace, they find their worth.

The sunlit meadows echo with their song,
A melody of strength and gentle grace.
In unity with nature, they belong,
A timeless bond no force could e’er replace.

With eyes like stars that see the worlds unseen,
They teach us of the beauty in the wild.
In every gallop, every bound, they glean
The soul of earth, pure, unrestrained, and mild.